My name is Maria, I’m 53 years old, and after 32 years of marriage, I’ve discovered that my husband is involved with a much younger woman—someone younger than our own daughters. The revelation came as a shock, shaking me to my core and leaving me with a whirlwind of emotions. How did we get here? How did the man I married, the man who once promised to love me forever, fall into the arms of someone who could be his daughter?

It all started with a strange sense that something was off. He became distant, retreating into himself more and more. At first, I thought it was just stress from work or a mid-life crisis, but the signs became too obvious to ignore. He was spending late nights out, checking his phone in a way that was uncharacteristic, and even when we were together, he seemed distracted. I tried to brush it off, to trust him, but deep down I felt that something had changed.

The truth came crashing down when I found a text message on his phone. It was a simple message, but it was enough—affectionate words, plans to meet up, and, worst of all, the realization that he had been lying to me for months. She was younger, so much younger, and the more I thought about it, the more it hurt. Was I not enough for him? Was I replaced by someone who hadn’t even experienced life the way I had?

The pain I feel isn’t just from the affair, but from the loss of the life I thought we had. I’ve been questioning everything—our history, our love, and whether any of it was real. My heart is broken, and I don’t know what to do next.